The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1887-06-26
LOGTOWN AND ITS PEOPLE.
WHAT rs GOING TO BECOME OF THEM
WHEN THE NOON runs DRY1

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LooTowN Wis, June 15.--It will DO useless
to look for this place on tho map, for II will NOS
be found there. It does not figure on any map
save those OF lumbermen and politicians Il
has no railroad and no Post Office. No stage
or steamboat limo runs moro. Visitors who are
bound hero must como by private conveyance.
and dwcllers here who wish to 70 abroad must
travel by tho same method ovor ronds, that are
deop with sawdust and rough with slabs.
Logtown is peculiar In some other respects.
1t has but one painted houso. All the others
are black and weather beaten. Only one houss
has shade treos and grass around 1t. and that
IL tho one which ia painted white. Only one
house has fence, and that Ia tho white house.
Tho lntter stands apart from tho others on
small knoll. From the exceeding fatness Of
the country traveller might suspect that this
hill was artificial, and such It truly lie. II 10
based ON logs and slabs. surrounded by stacks
OF sawdust. with top dressing Of loan we'll
sodded. .. ..l &
In the bright greon yard surrounding this
place pretty children In white and pink or
blue. with waving curjs, and slender ana
lightly dressed young lady or two may be soon
IN tho hammock. the swing. or the croTuet
ground. In the vicinity OF all the other houses,
whose dark sdos and black roofs mako the
yellow sawdust roads and the sawdust-coyered
earth look brighter by comparison. the women
to be seen have never u dress OF white or o
check OF pink. and the children are grimy and
ragged though sturdy withal Between tho
white house and the green yard and their
occupant and tho black huts and yellow
yards and their occupants stretches snwdust
road, and a pieco Of. acknowledgements earth
perhaps u thousand feet across; but between
in white and lace and ribbon Is over seen out
ch M from nS the black weather. Beaten ha1s has
over yet rested his cheek on the velvet lawn
oh tine w anser Ss ST N r. n.eF
have ever been to tho ience even. for It Is
The the E .ha here must net
ones ones are still cherished. The os.raeism d
and the right Of anybody else TO Interfere in
LoEtown has one store and one. saloon. The
store has no siga. nor has the saloon. for none
hey 's SenSs oro 10 house SSs1
oas on %0f The Ill.,
Beer owe NTH end s VI 'is lancet rs
small shelf ut the rear arp two or three boxes
slap e .es rooms se% BIB q Ns ssGa s s
where the ,saieon Keeper lives. and back of
them iHa bowling alley BLACK on the o%tsds
place Of Arrangement arc tic tie rude iarnishi nas
barber s6op for 6s !. kn9wn ths SAIGON icon
satehss during sissyshh o aag by @
eSaae ssSsi ss
sd Ts with whcE Is se Sds mics az.
| tant. and the jewellers In the weather beaten
cabins Do not hnvo much time OF money for
tbs, sawdpst covered desert. The smell Of pine
place where. the oye can rest save on the patch
Of green and white 80 near and yet SO far
posnt e s people sav q these
thinEs. on at ono side. surrounded by
sSsss Of nr@Ss vsW and slabs az" nd
seen the gang s Il work and H' the Great saws
ssPPps fsST fhs s ssss s3 ZIG
sR hs sh
as cs fS. Shes do%s
Which tho logs have been eamias tRsse tSsn S4
years 1t Is packed at It's lowest and
sy s aSoae k Sss a none he too %as seGs
most at a, standstill, yet. moving downward to
l. now ,:iaee where the urchins living in the
blackened houses who are not otherwise en-
fine @ss nor aypha
could live In its tide, so madly did the great
F isss aHMn its Sqnsss 70 The s @ Whistles
visitor from abroad who chances to be a guest
sleep IN surprise listens until the echo Of the
Whistles dies out. and then hears the roar Of
Pc ready at tthis morning for smother eight:
accustomed to the song of the saws, and q
Sss.s = %sss sas .
town sSs G snS t but sut ys Il S E. s s
~ ehs Sxss tie
saaon boWns es ana Gs
is;the Mayor tho city Council, ths police force,
@ ons Zones here w.6oa
ana shiId IL fhs place b name. snd be greet:
cate; bn: he is the lord Of the M manor, and e
paid regularly and treated well. as things 60,
Sns e Or sss % hne.
town is always good for big majority one way
N1s o hs pase oes tn,
mention we're 1t not for the fact that crisis Ia
upon it. The logs have nearly all come down.
md whom the trees arom which others may BIO
here will not be saving wood. When the tim
Der goes tho boon, runs dry. and the saw mill
is tho fate which stares Logtown- In
tho face Without fits saw mill Log
with green blinds as we'll as the dingy little
cabins over over, yonder; The people who live on
rich home. to which the ladies' and children
look forward with eagerness and delight. The
destination Of the others is not 40 clear. They
have no home but Logtown. Some OF them have
lived hero for years, and there nre graves In
the sawdust just back OF the settlement which
cannot be moved. Money Is scarce with these
people. and always has been. Where will they
go? Tho problem Is written on every grimy
face, but no answer has yot been vouchsafed.
SHE LOVED THE LABORER.